I think to be someone great would be fun

I don't know what you think while you're sleeping...
but I hope that soon I'll dream of you.


I do hope. I want to be with you.


Your heart's a house,
abandoned and reoccupied.
I wish it never hurt to tell you that I want you by my side.


I don't know what it feels like when you die...
I hope that soon I'll dream with you. To be taken away in a fake reality,
Fantasy.


Life's like a house,


    All that I asked for was a little bit of your heart,
    I gave you my love and you tore it apart.


I know your back... I always see you there.
The consequence of being fair-
Shying away doesn't let me live... I wish I could set things right,
Do you still stand out of the light?


Here and there... It seems unfair.
You seemed to be something,
that you think to me,
someone hard to forgive.


Were we not made to live?
Is it so hard to believe?
How much do I try to set things right.... I'll have you.